Over the weekend, Ellie was playing at the playground and took a dive through the rungs of a ladder. She kept complaining that her arm hurt, so Pappa brought her back home, where we gave her some ice packs and let her watch cartoons. After about 4 hours of this treatment, and she still didn't feel like getting off the couch or eating anything (even candy), I knew it was time to go to the Dr. This was the most she has sat down EVER. I was dreading taking her to the ED, as I thought we would be there all day.
We arrived, and we were second in line behind another little girl with a hurt arm. We were brought back to the room, and E was checked out. She had her xray, and low and behold - ended up breaking both bones in her arm right above her wrist. I couldn't believe it, because she didn't even cry or anything. Such a super trooper I swear.
The wrapped E's arm up in the gigantic purple "band-aid" (as she refers to it) and we were on our way. 50 minutes and $150 later, we were done and on our way back home. She goes in on Tuesday to the orthopedist to get it cast.
She is suppossed to be taking it easy. Yea right. Last night she was jumping around the living room, and fell. Breaking her fall with her face directly into the tile. So we got to add first bloody nose to the weekend of experiences. Not one of our best!
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